He knew that the Storm Sword God had already found his own path and no longer needed his help.
Leaving that battlefield behind, Dao Lord Taichu continued onward. His heart was still filled with a desire for power, but this time, that desire was no longer for himself—it was to better protect the world.
He knew that he had to find greater power to face the coming crisis.
Several days later, Dao Lord Taichu arrived at a place called Wangyun Mountain Valley.
Shrouded in mist, the place looked mysterious and eerie.
Dao Lord Taichu sensed extraordinary power hidden within it and decided to enter the valley to see whether he could gain new strength.
The moment he stepped into the valley, he immediately felt a powerful energy surging all around him.
The energy made his heart race. He knew he had come to the right place.
However, this place was not as peaceful as it appeared.
Suddenly, a figure flashed into view and appeared before Dao Lord Taichu.
It was a tall, ferocious-looking man, radiating an intense fighting spirit.
"Who are you? Why have you trespassed into Wangyun Mountain Valley?" the man roared, his voice as thunderous as a storm.
Dao Lord Taichu did not answer. Instead, he tightly gripped the talisman in his hand, ready to face any possible attack.
He knew this man was no friend. He had to remain vigilant.
"Hmph, unwilling to answer? Then there is only one path: battle!" the man roared. A massive War Axe appeared in his hand, and he swung it at Dao Lord Taichu without hesitation.
Dao Lord Taichu evaded the War Axe's savage strike, his body darting around his opponent like lightning as he searched for an opportunity to counterattack.
This man was incredibly powerful. Every attack carried destructive force,